Sometimes it seems like winter's endThe weeks, they just go on like a friend of mineAnd the sadness it has left a traceI think that you can see that on my face againAnd it always makes things betterNow my days seem so much quieterBut I knowYeah, I knowIt'll never be the same againSometimes I feel my hands are tiedI need someone to come and cut these ropes of mineAnd they'll wear a coat of wind and rainTo drive away the fears that I can't face againAnd they'll always make things betterNow my days seem so much quieterBut I knowYeah, I knowIt'll never be the same againI knowYeah, I knowIt'll never be the same againSometimes it seems like winter's endThe weeks, they just go on like a friend of mineAnd the sadness it has left a traceI think that you can see that on my face againYeah, you canAnd it always makes things betterNow my days seem so much quieterBut I knowYeah, I knowIt'll never be the same againI knowYeah, I knowIt'll never be the same again